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Runnin' out of time, runnin' out of patience
What you really need? Skip the conversation
Tell me what you want, want, want
Tell me what you want,

drive myself
Rather fly myself, most time
Rather be all by myself a party of one
And I'll keep going for as
Long as the arteries pump

Don't start no junk

(amen) Big Waves you sink or you swim (sink)
Big games we playing to win (win)
Big flames we burning up man (man)
This was the life I was dreaming about

in his prime time now, see
- You idolize me, I idolize my legends
- Sunga kambe Rox without them in sentence
- A lot of people in me, are you feeling

that's for certain
Kill me off before you close them curtains
On this earth for a different purpose
Shit I got to find that
Seek the moment like a time

Lullaby

Gerry Cinnamon

Erratic Cinematic

2017

've got to get mad 
You've got to say: 'I'm a human being god-dammit! 
My life has value!'

I got friends in high places and limited time
I got a long

Finally going home
Exhausted you could tell just by the tone
Still breathing but the breathing kinda slow
Been through a lot valleys but this valley

Unless you assimilate you never considered great
Demonstrate speech from your birth place you can't race
Disgraced by false handshakes, these punk rap

that
Could pull it off not naming any names
Modeliste: How would you describe
Your personal style?

MGK: I like passing by mirrors or windows
Especially

in for life, you understand me
Going into ninth grade Ricc was supposed to teach me how to win
But he got sentenced for ten, and spent his prime in

Bring It On

Too Much Trouble

Players Choice

1993

the ghetto
But you can't take the getto out the nigga
Ain't nothing changed since the 70's
I'm hellbound nigga, my life ain't never been heavenly
Never

to the streets
I’m out here ducking indictments
Yeah
Ducking indictments I done went up on my price
We fucking and fighting
This project hoe fucaked up my life
You

the rest of you guys,
Because your way of thinking I despise,
I’m elevating to another level,
My life to you is so suspenseful,
You will never get it I’m

a gadfly
For future reference: postmodernist art
Protrudes the mind's eye
Through Cupid's Rolodex infused
With philters bit from prime time
Every single

the homies doin' up life
Real life, nigga, you don't wanna lose your life
No hype, nigga, you don't want hype
Free J, free Grips one time (Free 'em)
cll

right upon my name, or you get vanquished, I paint murals when I spray
Embedded in ya brain when I pen a trait, every time you get home, your mama better

since the days we were kids
Times constantly change but ain't ever changing me
I'm still the fucking boss, L-A-N to the SKY
I'm still that punk kid who

you, I hate this, you're all presentation, punk rock is safe when
Your judged by your looks, no not the words that come out
We'll do it our own way

by the stream of Ritalin
Booze I choose to mix it in
This was a life I was living in
It's all right for most
But I was a host to giving in
The simple

time
I'm covered by grace
So I'm changing the pace, I'm a finish this race
We were bound, til He saved us up (yeah)
And now He rocks a crown, send our

for long nights, the wrong type of song
Strike a short life and prime sparks a dumb fight
Let's twist the aerials like smoke from a long pipe
Compiling

that my life's a game
Richard never died in vein
Mick wipe away them tears from under your face
I know you want to go insane every time you hear your

the stratosphere
Do a flip!
You so pathetic
You need a medic
Can't get her own man to save her life, boy bet it
But me thinking that he's single
She said she "Dulce"

boogie
Deadman got a six yo I ain’t a rookie
You ain’t even got a clue
What it do punk bitch
Got the safety on with a empty clip
Ain’t that some shit